If growing up in her home wasn’t enough to shatter Madelyn Stone’s illusions of happily ever after, then serving several years behind bars certainly was. Her crime? Believing in family and growing up on the wrong side of the tracks. She’s learned the hard way that there is no such thing as a prince in shining armor.

Between a career in the Marines and plans to marry his childhood sweetheart, Holten Andrews had his future all mapped out…until life took an unexpected, heart-ripping turn. Now he’s moved on with a new career in law and vows to confine women to one of three categories: family, professional, and f*ckable. No blurring the lines. Ever.

Love is the last thing on Maddy’s mind as she attempts to forge a new path out of the wreckage of her life. Holt’s sense of loyalty is rocked when he’s blindsided by feelings for a woman he would normally condemn. When revelations from Maddy’s past threaten her, Maddy has to put her faith in Holt, while Holt fights not to lose the one woman who blurred all of his lines. Every choice they make will figure into whether or not they can make yesterday’s dreams still come true tomorrow.

M.E. Montgomery has been an avid reader her entire life, and after falling in love with so many characters created by other authors, a new one began to form in her head. With the support of her family, she decided to to write it.

She is the homework queen to her four school aged children who think she is a genius in math, science, history and spelling. Fortunately, her biology and elementary school teaching background help her to keep up the expert façade, at least for now.

Although born and raised in the Washington DC metro area, she has considered many places to be called home since she left to attend college in North Carolina. She is a proud Navy wife, setting up a home wherever the Navy sends her husband. When she’s not reading or writing, she loves to go camping with her family, drink wine on the deck, and be swept off to romantic getaways.

I drink in everything about Seth. From his still wet hair, that’s making it shine dark as the glare of the sun catches it, to his chucks.

He is one RV away from me, but he is concentrating on his phone. Just as he reaches me the stupid phone rings. Like always, he gives me a quick smile that settles deep in my heart. I feel my face strain into a smile and then his attention is back to his phone as he answers it. He is always on his phone. I don’t think he knows of my existence, even though we live on the same street, take the same bus, and go to the same school. We even have some of the same classes. But to Seth Brody, I’m invisible, and I’d do anything to make him see me.

Author Bio

International bestselling author of Predator, The Monster Series and many others. She loves writing anything from Young Adult to Suspense Romance.

My name is Alexander Phoenix. You’ve probably heard of me, most people have. I’ve won numerous awards and medals all over the world, including the last two Olympics Games. Outside gymnastics, I’m untamable. Many have tried, none have succeeded. They’ve called me a playboy, a philanderer …Until a chance meeting in a bar with her almost proves to be a disaster for both of us. She’s hot, fascinating and, despite the fact that she poses a risk to me because she’s a tabloid reporter, I can’t help but feel drawn to her.What are her secrets? Who wants to hurt her?I’ve never shied away from challenges. Why should I start now?

I swooped down and kissed her, cutting her off.
I knew what she’d seen, what they’d all seen. I didn’t want to talk about
gymnastics now. Don’t get me wrong, I love it. I like being able to control my
body to do these things, enjoy the admiration I get. It just wasn’t my focus
here in the club. My interest was only in the beautiful woman in front of me. I
captured her mouth with mine, claiming her. She was delicious; sweet with a
slight taste of martini. My tongue caressed hers, danced with hers. My pulse
increased to dangerous levels as she moaned and matched me stroke for stroke. I
retreated slightly before driving into her again, our mouths a mimicry of what
I wanted to do to her with my body. Everything else fell away–the club, the
people pressing into us from all sides, the noise, all of it. It was just me
and her, doing positively indecent things, uncaring of who saw us. Unable to
resist, I roughly groped her breast outside her shirt. She pulled back, her
eyes dark, hooded. We both breathed heavily, and my head spun. I felt drunk off
her pheromones. She took my hand and led me off the dance floor through the
club’s exit.

Coming Soon

#2 Deeper In You – Coming July 5, 2016

I’ve lost everything …

And I mean everything. Once a household name, now just a broken shell. Lily has left me and taken my entire future with her. I just want to sleep and never wake up. Forget love, forget passion. All of it. I’m done.

My Name is Alexander Phoenix, former Olympic gymnast. I was once known as the X-Wing, as the man who flies. Make that flew…

Can I salvage my future and reclaim my place as the man I used to be? Or does fate have something else in store? Haunted by ghosts of the past, I must find the strength to move on and find my path. Broken hearts still beat, right?

David S. Scott is a new author of erotica and erotic romance novels. He is currently working on his upcoming release Deep in You and its sequel Deeper in You. He is in his mid-thirties and happily married, and has a bit of a wicked sense of humor. When not writing, David can be found reading a variety of genres or playing “nerd games” like Dungeons and Dragons with his friends. He loves surfing and shark-tooth hunting on the local beaches, and hopes to one day fulfill his dream of writing full-time. David loves interacting with people and meeting new friends, so please be sure to follow him on his author page.

When you order the ebook “Deep In You” on June 30th you will receive the prequel “Dreams and Dreamers." A Kindle email address will be required for this giveaway. To receive your copy please email your kindle address as well as proof of purchase to Melissa Ann at kopekatt@gmail.com. Please add kopekatt@gmail.com to your accepted list on your kindle. Not only will you receive the prequel but you will also be entered into a draw for a $25 Amazon Gift Card. The winner will be randomly chosen and contacted by email within 48 hours.

Being able to stand on your own two feet, sometimes requires getting knocked off them completely... McKenzie “Kenzie” Lane is newly graduated from college and looking forward to a dream internship she has lined up for the summer in LA. Unfortunately, her controlling mother has other plans. Colby Singer, with his hot-as-sin looks and wicked charm, is never without attention from the ladies. Despite suspecting how Kenzie feels about him, he’s always kept her comfortably off-limits since she’s the baby sister of one of his best friends. But when he’s determined to distract her temporarily from the stress of her mother’s ultimatum, deciding to show her some fun, he quickly finds that keeping her in the friend zone is not as easy as he’d hoped. Once Kenzie realizes this may be her last opportunity to gauge her long-time crush’s true feelings, she puts it all out there in the form of a bet. It's the perfect idea for her perfect man. Until he isn’t. Will a dose of reality lead to true love? Or will it crash and burn before it can even get started? Full Length Standalone book with no cliffhanger. Third book of the “Something Series”

Recommended for mature readers due to situations of language, and sexual content.

Aubrey Bondurant loves to read, write and travel. When she isn't working full time or spending time with her family, she puts her fingers to keyboard and crafts a story. As a former member of the military, she's passionate about veteran charities and giving back to the community.

Her writing style is a combination of chick lit and erotic romance or "smutty chick lit" as she calls it. The "Something Series" will consist of 5 books. The first one, Tell Me Something came out in June 2015. The second book, Ask Me Something will be out in November 2015.

We skipped right over the whole fiancée thing and went straight from girlfriend to wife. At least, I think that's what happened. I woke up after my brother's Vegas wedding reception with my luscious girlfriend in bed with me. We're both wearing wedding rings. So is her coworker, Josh. And our Vegas chauffeur, Geordi. Who the hell am I married to? Unraveling this mystery will be as difficult as figuring out why Amanda and I are having panic attacks over the thought of being husband and wife. Or, whoever we're actually married to. Oh, ^%$#. It's true that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, with one exception: If she's my wife, we'll make it work. If she's not? I'll make it happen. Get the 9th book in Julia Kent's New York Times bestselling romantic comedy series as Andrew and Amanda sort out their wild Vegas night...and the rest of their lives.

“We’re not—you don’t really—we can’t be—” “Married?” She laughs, but it’s a brittle sound. “Come on. We didn’t actually have a wedding last night.” “We didn’t? You’re sure?” I perk up. Great. She remembers last night. I squeeze my eyes and try to recall something—anything—that happened after Declan and Shannon said their goodbyes at the reception last night. “I’m, well, I mean...” Twisting in my arms, she looks at me with those big, wide, trusting eyes, her left hand splayed against my bare chest, digging in where the robe has separated. “You don’t remember what happened?” My voice drops with uncertainty. Hers goes up. “No.” “Quit joking.” “Not joking.” “We both can’t remember any part of last night?” “When does your memory end?” I ask. Mascara is streaked along the corner of her eye, and any makeup she wore last night currently resides somewhere on my skin or on the bedsheets. I can only imagine what I look like. Amanda, though, is gorgeous. In my arms and looking at me with a perplexed expression, biting her lower lip while she flips through the filing cabinets of memory in her mind, and— “I don’t know.” I sit up. “You’re the fixer.” “I know! But I remember saying goodnight to Shannon, hugging Declan, and then—poof! Nothing.” Poof. “That’s when my memory ends, too,” I say, my skin beginning to crawl. “I know one thing: we did not have a foursome.” “And I soooooo did not sleep with Josh. He’s gay. The man can’t handle watching a birth video. A real-life vagina would send him into cardiac arrest.” “I know my heart pounds whenever I see yours,” I whisper. She gives me a reluctant smile, in spite of her hangover. “That was baaaaaad,” she groans. “All signs point to the sex question being put to rest. Worst case, all we did was sleep with each other,” I note. “Worst case? Buddy, sleeping with me is best case. Best case. Always best.” That was an unfortunate choice of words on my part. Before I can do damage control, she speaks. “What if we are?” she hisses. “Are what?” Her eyes dart to mine. “Married.”

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia
Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge, and new adult books that push
contemporary boundaries. From billionaires to BBWs to rock stars, Julia finds a
sensual, goofy joy in every book she writes, but unlike Trevor from Random Acts
of Crazy, she has never kissed a chicken. She loves to hear from her readers by
email at julia@jkentauthor.com